 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 364 pàgines
...of good carriage. This is she— Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace, Thou talk'st of nothing. Mar. True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of...north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. Ben. This wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves ;... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 594 pàgines
...is she — Rom. Peace, peace, Mcrcutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. Trne, I talk of drcans, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of...Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being angered, puffs away from thence, Turning his nice to the dew-dropping south. Ben. This wind you talk... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1843 - 582 pàgines
...is she — Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreans, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of...than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of tlje north, And, being angered, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.... | |
 | 1843 - 676 pàgines
...GUARD AT HOLYROOD. BY HENRY CURLING. " Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace ; Thou talk'st of nothing." " True ; I talk of dreams, Which are the children of...an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy." SHAKBTEARE. WHEN I was quartered, in the castle at Edinburgh, I remember one of the duties of the orderly... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1844 - 338 pàgines
...good carriage. This, this is she Ro. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace •, Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of...air ; And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Eren now the frozen bosom of the north ; And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face... | |
 | John Mills - 1845 - 336 pàgines
...the fashion of a hoop in motion, and in this way trundled himself rapidly out of sight. CHAPTER II. " True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of...as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
 | 1846 - 730 pàgines
...talking about ; though, in equal humility, we are ready to acknowledge that, all this while, it may be " true I talk of dreams Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy !" Be our similitudes veritable, or this the " baseless fabric of a vision," still we reiterate our... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1847 - 872 pàgines
...good carriage. This, is she — Rom. Peace, peace ! Mercutio, peace ! Thou talk'st of nothing. Mer. ^5^ ^0Z ] a B ! woos Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, pun's away from thence, Turning his... | |
 | John Sheppard - 1847 - 218 pàgines
...minds are aw;\re. We have learned experimentally to estimate them, likeMercutio in the drama, as " Children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain...as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who woos Even now the frozen bosom of the North, And, being angered, pnffs away from thence, Turning his... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1848 - 536 pàgines
...good carriage. This, this is she— Thou talk'st of nothing. Rom. Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace; Mer. True, I talk of dreams; Which are the children of...Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being angered, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south. 1 This speech received... | |
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True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind... 
